Never stop believing in HOPE because MIRACKES happens EVERYDAY.
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Friday 20 December 2013
Self Appraisal
A Little boy went to a telephone booth which was at the cash counter of a store and dialed a number. The store-owner observed and listened to the conversation:
Boy: “Lady, can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?”
Woman: (at the other end of the phone line) “I already have someone to cut my lawn.”
Boy: “Lady, I will cut your lawn for half the price than the person who cuts your lawn now.”
Woman: “I’m very satisfied with the person who is presently cutting the lawn.”
Boy: (with more perseverance) “Lady, I’ll even sweep the floor and the stairs of your house for free.”
Woman: “No, thank you.”
With a smile on his face, the little boy replaced the receiver.
The store-owner, who was listening to all this, walked over to the boy.
Store-owner: “Son….I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and would like to offer you a job.”
Boy: “No thanks.”
Store-owner: “But you were really pleading for one.”
Boy: “No Sir, I was just checking my performance at the job I already have. I am the one who is working for that lady I was talking to!”
*”This is called Self Appraisal”
Boy: “Lady, can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?”
Woman: (at the other end of the phone line) “I already have someone to cut my lawn.”
Boy: “Lady, I will cut your lawn for half the price than the person who cuts your lawn now.”
Woman: “I’m very satisfied with the person who is presently cutting the lawn.”
Boy: (with more perseverance) “Lady, I’ll even sweep the floor and the stairs of your house for free.”
Woman: “No, thank you.”
With a smile on his face, the little boy replaced the receiver.
The store-owner, who was listening to all this, walked over to the boy.
Store-owner: “Son….I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and would like to offer you a job.”
Boy: “No thanks.”
Store-owner: “But you were really pleading for one.”
Boy: “No Sir, I was just checking my performance at the job I already have. I am the one who is working for that lady I was talking to!”
*”This is called Self Appraisal”
Find a good heart.
Find a heart that will love you at your worst and arms that will hold you at you weakest.
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Thursday 19 December 2013
Respect and value the loved ones you have in life.
A short and sweet story
once there was a 13 year boy, very careless and naughty.
He was shy also. He didn't talk to any girl of his class. Girls didn't like dat boy.
He was very week at his studies.
There was a cute n intelligent girl in his class.she saw dat boy.....alone and unhappy.
She felt sorry for that poor boy.
She wanted to talk with him & made an effort to talk to him. After a few effort she was friend with him. Now they both were happy. She helped him in his studies. The boy could pass only because of that girl.
Both used to share everything. They were best friends now.
The boy got care n love in her friendship.
But unfortunate was d boy. Soon he began to quarrel at small things
the girl said "I'll leave u someday, n u'll miss me". Bt he never understand.
1 day he was left alone and unhappy again.
The girl left him.
He realized her importance when there was no one to care for him.
Now he missed her very much.
After a long time he met her and said sorry for everything.
She was a kind hearted girl. Excused him.
But now she was changed.
Time was changed....
There were so many people in her life who respect her, Who cares for her and who understand her value.
The girl whom that boy knew was now only in his memories.....
Friends, it was d story which teaches us a very good lesson..
"never ignore or never let go that person from your life, who cares for u.
Maybe someday u realize , that u have lost a diamond while u were busy in collecting stones."
Time never come back...
Wednesday 18 December 2013
Presence and Absence
One of the best feelings in the world is knowing your presence and absence both mean something to someone.
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Love defined by different kids..!!
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, “What does love mean?”
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all even when his hands got arthritis, too. That’s Love. Rebecca – age 8
When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.”Billy – age4
“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.” Karl – age 5
“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French Fries without making them give you any of theirs. ”Chrissy – age 6
“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” Terri – age 4
“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK. ”Danny – age 7
“Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss ”Emily – age 8
“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” Bobby – age 7
(Wow!)
“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate. ”Nikka – age 6
“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it
everyday. ”Noelle – age 7
“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.” Tommy – age 6
“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.” Cindy – age 8
“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.” Clare – age 6
“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.”Elaine-age 5
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.”Chris – age 7
“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.”Mary Ann – age 4
“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old
clothes and has to go out and buy new ones. ”Lauren – age 4
“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you” Karen – age 7
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.”Mark – age 6
“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget,”Jessica – age 8
And the final one — Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. (Now this will melt your heart.)
The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When
his Mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,“Nothing, I just helped him cry.”
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all even when his hands got arthritis, too. That’s Love. Rebecca – age 8
When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.”Billy – age4
“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.” Karl – age 5
“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French Fries without making them give you any of theirs. ”Chrissy – age 6
“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” Terri – age 4
“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK. ”Danny – age 7
“Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss ”Emily – age 8
“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” Bobby – age 7
(Wow!)
“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate. ”Nikka – age 6
“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it
everyday. ”Noelle – age 7
“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.” Tommy – age 6
“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.” Cindy – age 8
“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.” Clare – age 6
“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.”Elaine-age 5
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.”Chris – age 7
“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.”Mary Ann – age 4
“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old
clothes and has to go out and buy new ones. ”Lauren – age 4
“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you” Karen – age 7
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.”Mark – age 6
“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget,”Jessica – age 8
And the final one — Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. (Now this will melt your heart.)
The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When
his Mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,“Nothing, I just helped him cry.”
Things you should never forget..!!
In life never forget these important things.. One, that home is not a place, but a feeling. Two, that time is not measured by a clock, but by moments. And three, that heart beats are not heard but felt and shared.
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Things are not always what they seem.
Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family.
The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion’s guest room.
Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.
As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it.
When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, “Things aren’t always what they seem.”
The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife.
After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night’s rest.
When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears.
Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field.
The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel, “How could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him.” – she accused. “
The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die.”
“Things aren’t always what they seem.” – the older angel replied.
“When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn’t find it. Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren’t always what they seem.”
Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don’t turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage.
You might not know it until some time later…
Should you find it hard to get to sleep tonight,
remember the homeless family who has no bed to lie in.
Should you find yourself stuck in traffic, don’t despair,
there are people in this world for whom driving is an unheard-of privilege.
Should you have a bad day at work,
think of the man who has been out of work for many months struggling to feed his family.
Should you notice a new gray hair in the mirror,
think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair to examine.
Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life all about, asking, “What is my purpose?”, be thankful,
there are those who didn’t live long enough to get the opportunity.
The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion’s guest room.
Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.
As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it.
When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, “Things aren’t always what they seem.”
The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife.
After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night’s rest.
When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears.
Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field.
The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel, “How could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him.” – she accused. “
The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die.”
“Things aren’t always what they seem.” – the older angel replied.
“When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn’t find it. Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren’t always what they seem.”
Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don’t turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage.
You might not know it until some time later…
Should you find it hard to get to sleep tonight,
remember the homeless family who has no bed to lie in.
Should you find yourself stuck in traffic, don’t despair,
there are people in this world for whom driving is an unheard-of privilege.
Should you have a bad day at work,
think of the man who has been out of work for many months struggling to feed his family.
Should you notice a new gray hair in the mirror,
think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair to examine.
Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life all about, asking, “What is my purpose?”, be thankful,
there are those who didn’t live long enough to get the opportunity.
Monday 16 December 2013
Find arms that will !!
Find arms that will hold you at your weakest times, Eyes that will see your beauty at your ugliest times, and a heart that will love you at your worst.
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Man with four wives.. !!
There was a man with four wives.
He loved his fourth wife the most and took a great care of her and gave her the best.
He also loved his third wife and always wanted to show her off to his friends.
However, he was always had a fear that she might runaway with some other man.
He loved his second wife too. Whenever he faced some problems, he always turned to his second wife and she would always help him out.
He did not love his first wife though she loved him deeply, was very loyal to him and took great care of him.
One day the man fell very ill and knew that he is going to die soon.
He told himself, "I have four wives with me. I will take one of them along with me when I die to keep company in my death."
Thus, he asked the fourth wife to die along with him and keep company. "No way!" she replied and walked away without another word.
He asked his third wife. She said "Life is so good over here. I'm going to remarry when you die".
He then asked his second wife. She said "I'm Sorry. I can't help you this time around. At the most I can only accompany you till your grave."
By now his heart sank and he turned cold.
Then a voice called out: "I'll leave with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go."
The man looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition.
Greatly grieved, the man said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have!"
Actually, we all have four wives in our lives.
a. The fourth wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die.
b. The third wife is our possession, status and wealth. When we die, they go to others.
c. The second wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.
d. The first wife is our soul, neglected in our pursuit of material wealth and pleasure. It is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go.
He loved his fourth wife the most and took a great care of her and gave her the best.
He also loved his third wife and always wanted to show her off to his friends.
However, he was always had a fear that she might runaway with some other man.
He loved his second wife too. Whenever he faced some problems, he always turned to his second wife and she would always help him out.
He did not love his first wife though she loved him deeply, was very loyal to him and took great care of him.
One day the man fell very ill and knew that he is going to die soon.
He told himself, "I have four wives with me. I will take one of them along with me when I die to keep company in my death."
Thus, he asked the fourth wife to die along with him and keep company. "No way!" she replied and walked away without another word.
He asked his third wife. She said "Life is so good over here. I'm going to remarry when you die".
He then asked his second wife. She said "I'm Sorry. I can't help you this time around. At the most I can only accompany you till your grave."
By now his heart sank and he turned cold.
Then a voice called out: "I'll leave with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go."
The man looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition.
Greatly grieved, the man said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have!"
Actually, we all have four wives in our lives.
a. The fourth wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die.
b. The third wife is our possession, status and wealth. When we die, they go to others.
c. The second wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.
d. The first wife is our soul, neglected in our pursuit of material wealth and pleasure. It is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go.
Listen to the actions of people
People say " I love you " all the time. when they say " Take an umbrella, its raining ", or " hurry back", or even " Watch out, you will hurt yourself". There are hundreds o ways of wording it. You just have to listen fot it.
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LUNCH WITH GOD !
A little boy wanted to meet God! He packed his suitcase with two sets of his dress and some packets of cakes!
He started his journey, he walked a long distance and found a park! He was feeling tired, so, he decided to sit in the park and take some refreshment!
He opened a packet of cake to eat!
He noticed an old woman sitting nearby, sad with hunger, so he offered her a piece ofcake!
She gratefully accepted it with a wide look and smiled at him! Her smile was so pretty that the boy longed to see it again! After sometime he offered her another piece of cake! Again,
she accepted it and smiled at him! The boy was delighted!
They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but never said a word!
While it grew dark, the boy was frightened and he got up to leave but before he had gone more than a few steps, he ran back and gave the woman a hug and she kissed him with her prettiest smile!
Back home, when the boy knocked the door, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face!
She asked him, "What did you do today that makes you look so happy?"
He replied, "I had lunch with God!"
Before his mother could respond, he added, "You know what? She's got the most beautiful smile I've ever seen in my life!"
Meanwhile, the old woman, also radiant with joy, returned to her home! Her son was stunned by the look of peace on her face and asked, "Mom, what did you do today that made you so happy?"
She replied, "I ate cakes in the park with God!"
Before her son responded, she added, "You know, he's much younger than I expected!"
Too often we underestimate the power of; a touch,
a smile, a kind word,
a listening ear, an honest compliment,
or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around!
Remember, nobody knows how God will look like! People come into our lives for a reason, for a season or for a lifetime!
Accept all of them equally.. .. ..
.. .. ..LET THEM SEE GOD IN YOU!
He started his journey, he walked a long distance and found a park! He was feeling tired, so, he decided to sit in the park and take some refreshment!
He opened a packet of cake to eat!
He noticed an old woman sitting nearby, sad with hunger, so he offered her a piece ofcake!
She gratefully accepted it with a wide look and smiled at him! Her smile was so pretty that the boy longed to see it again! After sometime he offered her another piece of cake! Again,
she accepted it and smiled at him! The boy was delighted!
They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but never said a word!
While it grew dark, the boy was frightened and he got up to leave but before he had gone more than a few steps, he ran back and gave the woman a hug and she kissed him with her prettiest smile!
Back home, when the boy knocked the door, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face!
She asked him, "What did you do today that makes you look so happy?"
He replied, "I had lunch with God!"
Before his mother could respond, he added, "You know what? She's got the most beautiful smile I've ever seen in my life!"
Meanwhile, the old woman, also radiant with joy, returned to her home! Her son was stunned by the look of peace on her face and asked, "Mom, what did you do today that made you so happy?"
She replied, "I ate cakes in the park with God!"
Before her son responded, she added, "You know, he's much younger than I expected!"
Too often we underestimate the power of; a touch,
a smile, a kind word,
a listening ear, an honest compliment,
or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around!
Remember, nobody knows how God will look like! People come into our lives for a reason, for a season or for a lifetime!
Accept all of them equally.. .. ..
.. .. ..LET THEM SEE GOD IN YOU!
Love !!
Is patient , Is kind, Is not envious or rude, Is not self seeking, Rejoice in the truth, keeps no record of wrongs, Bear all things, Hope all things, Endure all things.
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Best moments of life :--
- To fall in love with the one you married
- To clear your last exam
- To know that somebody love's you silently
- To wake up and realize its still possible to sleep
- To get a phone call saying you are off duty
today
- To Play in rain
- To touch the fingers of your newly born child
- listening to your favorite song
- and the last one is 'right now'.. while reading
this message there will be a constant smile on
your face..which is one of the best moments..!
- To clear your last exam
- To know that somebody love's you silently
- To wake up and realize its still possible to sleep
- To get a phone call saying you are off duty
today
- To Play in rain
- To touch the fingers of your newly born child
- listening to your favorite song
- and the last one is 'right now'.. while reading
this message there will be a constant smile on
your face..which is one of the best moments..!
I call them my family , friend and my God :)
I don't need an angel on top of my tree. I already have one in heaven watching over me.
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Stop calling someone who !!
GIRLS
Stop calling someone who never picks
up or takes forever to call you back because such a person lacks common courtesy, such a person may be in love with someone else or simply using you at his or her convenience.
Stop texting a person who doesn’t reply in a reasonable amount of time.
I know that person may be claiming
that he or she is ever busy but if that person really loved you he/she wouldn’t have failed to spare at least 2 minutes to text you any short message like I MISS YOU, I LOVE YOU…
If you are in love with such a person just know he/she has not time for you but has time to text the other person that he or she loves and fears to piss and lose.
Stop chasing after someone who doesn’t want to be caught.
Stop caring for someone who doesn’t
appreciate everything you do for him or her.
Stop having hope in someone who takes you as his or her second option.
I mean that person who is ever interested in you when he or she is sad, bored or stressed.
Stop pleading and crying for someone who sees no value in your tears.
Seriously you deserve someone who gladly picks up when you call with much need of hearing his or her voice,
someone who replies promptly to your texts and treats you with common decency,
Someone who appreciates everything
you do for him or her,
Someone who fears to lose you just like the way you do,
someone who takes you as his or her
priority, someone who has your time
and serious with you.
Stop calling someone who never picks
up or takes forever to call you back because such a person lacks common courtesy, such a person may be in love with someone else or simply using you at his or her convenience.
Stop texting a person who doesn’t reply in a reasonable amount of time.
I know that person may be claiming
that he or she is ever busy but if that person really loved you he/she wouldn’t have failed to spare at least 2 minutes to text you any short message like I MISS YOU, I LOVE YOU…
If you are in love with such a person just know he/she has not time for you but has time to text the other person that he or she loves and fears to piss and lose.
Stop chasing after someone who doesn’t want to be caught.
Stop caring for someone who doesn’t
appreciate everything you do for him or her.
Stop having hope in someone who takes you as his or her second option.
I mean that person who is ever interested in you when he or she is sad, bored or stressed.
Stop pleading and crying for someone who sees no value in your tears.
Seriously you deserve someone who gladly picks up when you call with much need of hearing his or her voice,
someone who replies promptly to your texts and treats you with common decency,
Someone who appreciates everything
you do for him or her,
Someone who fears to lose you just like the way you do,
someone who takes you as his or her
priority, someone who has your time
and serious with you.
I will try tomorrow.. !!
Courage Doesn't always roar.
Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says....
I will try it tomorrow.
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Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says....
I will try it tomorrow.
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Friday 13 December 2013
Time is very powerful..!!
Time has a way of fixing things. Be patient. It will all turn out exactly the, It is meant to be.
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The tiger's whisker
Once upon a time, a young wife named Yun Ok was at her wit's end. Her husband had always been a tender and loving soulmate before he had left for the wars but, ever since he returned home, he was cross, angry, and unpredictable. She was almost afraid to live with her own husband. Only in glancing moments did she catch a shadow of the husband she used to know and love.
When one ailment or another bothered people in her village, they would often rush for a cure to a hermit who lived deep in the mountains. Not Yun Ok. She always prided herself that she could heal her own troubles. But this time was different. She was desperate.
As Yun Ok approached the hermit's hut, she saw the door was open. The old man said without turning around: "I hear you. What's your problem?"
She explained the situation. His back still to her, he said, "Ah yes, it's often that way when soldiers return from the war. What do you expect me to do about it?"
"Make me a potion!" cried the young wife. "Or an amulet, a drink, whatever it takes to get my husband back the way he used to be."
The old man turned around. "Young woman, your request doesn't exactly fall into the same category as a broken bone or ear infection."
"I know", said she.
"It will take three days before I can even look into it. Come back then."
Three days later, Yun Ok returned to the hermit's hut. "Yun Ok", he greeted her with a smile, "I have good news. There is a potion that will restore your husband to the way he used to be, but you should know that it requires an unusual ingredient. You must bring me a whisker from a live tiger."
"What?" she gasped. "Such a thing is impossible!"
"I cannot make the potion without it!" he shouted, startling her. He turned his back. "There is nothing more to say. As you can see, I'm very busy."
That night Yun Ok tossed and turned. How could she get a whisker from a live tiger?
The next day before dawn, she crept out of the house with a bowl of rice covered with meat sauce. She went to a cave on the mountainside where a tiger was known to live. She clicked her tongue very softly as she crept up, her heart pounding, and carefully set the bowl on the grass. Then, trying to make as little noise as she could, she backed away.
The next day before dawn, she took another bowl of rice covered with meat sauce to the cave. She approached the same spot, clicking softly with her tongue. She saw that the bowl was empty, replaced the empty one with a fresh one, and again left, clicking softly and trying not to break twigs or rustle leaves, or do anything else to startle and unsettle the wild beast.
So it went, day after day, for several months. She never saw the tiger (thank goodness for that! she thought) though she knew from footprints on the ground that the tiger - and not a smaller mountain creature - had been eating her food. Then one day as she approached, she noticed the tiger's head poking out of its cave. Glancing downward, she stepped very carefully to the same spot and with as little noise as she could, set down the fresh bowl and, her heart pounding, picked up the one that was empty.
After a few weeks, she noticed the tiger would come out of its cave as it heard her footsteps, though it stayed a distance away (again, thank goodness! she thought, though she knew that someday, in order to get the whisker, she'd have to come closer to it).
Another month went by. Then the tiger would wait by the empty food bowl as it heard her approaching. As she picked up the old bowl and replaced it with a fresh one, she could smell its scent, as it could surely smell hers.
"Actually", she thought, remembering its almost kittenish look as she set down a fresh bowl, "it is a rather friendly creature, when you get to know it." The next time she visited, she glanced up at the tiger briefly and noticed what a lovely downturn of reddish fur it had from over one of its eyebrows to the next. Not a week later, the tiger allowed her to gently rub its head, and it purred and stretched like a house cat.
Then she knew the time had come. The next morning, very early, she brought with her a small knife. After she set down the fresh bowl and the tiger allowed her to pet its head, she said in a low voice: "Oh, my tiger, may I please have just one of your whiskers?" While petting the tiger with one hand, she held one whisker at its base and, with the other hand, in one quick stroke, she carved the whisker off. She stood up, speaking softly her thanks, and left, for the last time.
The next morning seemed endless. At last her husband left for the rice fields. She ran to the hermit's hut, clutching the precious whisker in her fist. Bursting in, she cried to the hermit: "I have it! I have the tiger's whisker!"
"You don't say?" he said, turning around. "From a live tiger?"
"Yes!" she said.
"Tell me", said the hermit, interested. "How did you do it?"
Yun Ok told the hermit how, for the last six months, she had earned the trust of the creature and it had finally permitted her to cut off one of its whiskers. With pride she handed him the whisker. The hermit examined it, satisfied himself that it was indeed a whisker from a live tiger, then flicked it into the fire where it sizzled and burned in an instant.
"Yun Ok", the hermit said softly, "you no longer need the whisker. Tell me, is a man more vicious than a tiger? If a dangerous wild beast will respond to your gradual and patient care, do you think a man will respond any less willingly?"
Yun Ok stood speechless. Then she turned and stepped down the trail, turning over in her mind images of the tiger and of her husband, back and forth. She knew what she could do.
Be happy
There comes a time in life when you have to let go of all the pointless drama and the people who created it, and surround yourself with people who make you laugh so hard that you forget the bad, and focus solely on the good. After all, life is too short to be anything but
HAPPY :)
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The two hospital patients
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on holiday.
And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and colour of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every colour of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and, after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.
It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."
Wednesday 11 December 2013
Best things..!!
One of the best thing you can give someone is thanking them for being a part of your life.
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Tuesday 10 December 2013
Miracle at the Parking Lot.
I never thought I would be writing about a trip to the convenient store, but this trip was like no other. It seemed like a typical November day, two years ago, as I walked out of Walgreens. It was just a month after my grandmother had passed away and I spent my days running useless errands hoping to fill the void in my heart and distract me from the pain.
As I attempted to walk out of the store, I was frustrated by everything that was going on around me which was a very common feeling during this time. I was angry because I couldn’t even remember what I went there to buy so I ended up spending over $20 on nonsense just to waste time and money, both of which I didn’t have.
I was mad and confused at everyone. Especially, the young girl walking through the store holding her grandmother’s hand. The little girl was begging her grandmother for ice cream just like I use to when I was little, before I was old enough to know that there are bigger problems than a lack of sugar. There is heartache and pain in this world. Before I was old enough to understand that one day my grandmother wouldn’t be here with me. “Here is $20 my sweetie,” the woman said, “Keep it for later and well get you some Mr. Softy.”
As I carried on, I remembered all of the times my cousins and I would play outside of my grandma’s house, waiting patiently to hear the sounds of the Mr. Softy truck. The minute we heard it, no matter how far it may have been, we would run inside smothering my grandma with hugs and kisses while begging for some money. No matter how many times she would say, “Remember kids, no ice cream today,” everyday we would ask and every time she would always end up giving each of us exactly $20. Obviously, we all know that ice cream doesn’t cost this much, but that was my grandma, always giving more than she ever had to give.
Who knew that I, an 18 year old, could be jealous of a three-year-old little girl wearing pink slippers and a Dora the Explorer backpack,
but I was, because at the end of the day she had something I didn’t have anymore. A grandmother by her side.
but I was, because at the end of the day she had something I didn’t have anymore. A grandmother by her side.
I had to force myself to ignore the little girl who others kept calling “cute” and “adorable” when I simply thought she was nothing but obnoxious. She was just too happy for me and that was unacceptable, at this time, in my world.
I continued to the register to pay for my things, none of which I even remembered picking until I placed them on the counter. It was than that my anger quickly shifted from the little girl who seemed to have everything to the cashier who didn’t have anything, not even my change. She had to bring my things to another register which just felt like a waste of time. Everything felt like a waste of my time. When the cashier gave me my change I didn’t say thank you. I didn’t say have a good day. I simply took my change and left.
Feeling exhausted and hopeless, I began walking to my car. Every step seemed draining, and every step was another to survive. As I looked up into the sky I thought about how my grandmother had left me, and my anger began to return. I was outraged by the loss, and my belief in God was beginning to diminish. I couldn’t understand why these things happened. So as I stood in a public parking lot a million questions formed in my mind. Why did this happen to me? Aren’t we supposed to get signs from the people that pass on? Why did I not feel her presence anymore? Is there a heaven?
Suddenly, a woman driving right by my side rolled down her window and distracted my unanswered thoughts. “Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me,” she said loudly. Thinking she was going to ask for my parking spot, I simply pointed to my car. The thought of having to verbalize where my car was seemed like too much to bear. “No, excuse me,” she said again.
At this point, I felt I had no choice but to see what this annoying lady wanted. As I got closer though I was startled-was this my grandmother’s nurse, Adu, who lived with her during her final months? I soon realized that she wasn’t, although the resemblance was uncanny. Then, I realized that this Adu look a like was searching for something in her bag. Surprisingly, I was overcome by a sense a relief that lead me to be patient the entire time the lady was searching. Others would be nervous by a stranger reaching in their bag unanimously, but I wasn’t. Under a clutter of makeup, money, pens, and other belongings, she finally reached to the very bottom of her bag and handed me a three page booklet. “It looks like you need this,” she said calmly with a warm smile on her face.
I looked down at the mysterious and obviously used pamphlet and on the front cover in big bold letters read “What Hope for Dead Loved Ones?”
It took me only a few seconds to comprehend the exchange with this woman, but by the time I looked up, she was gone.
I walked slowly into my car gripping the tiny little book that was given to me with fear that it would fly away in the wind. I didn’t know what it was exactly, but I knew that if my grandmother had anything to do with this that I didn’t want to let it go.
I felt a sense of relaxation as I opened the first page. It explained how people pass on, but their spirit remains with us. This was the first time since my grandma had passed that I felt her with me, just like I had wanted. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but I did
know that I finally felt happiness from the surprising change in events.
know that I finally felt happiness from the surprising change in events.
I couldn’t, and still can’t, believe what had happened to me on that day. I don’t remember the specific details that you usually hear about like what the person was wearing, the time of day, or even the weather, but it doesn’t matter. It was a random day in November when my life turned back around and I began to feel hope again. It was real. It was a miracle. And, I’ll remember it for the rest of my life.
One of the best feeling..
One of the best feelings in life is discovering that you are appreciated by someone regardless of how unworthy someone else has made you feel.
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A Mother’s Bargain with “The Death”
A mother sat there with her little child. She was so downcast, so afraid that it should die! It was so pale, the small eyes had closed themselves, and it drew its breath so softly, now and then, with a deep respiration, as if it sighed; and the mother looked still more sorrowfully on the little creature.
Then a knocking was heard at the door, and in came a poor old man wrapped up as in a large horse-cloth, for it warms one, and he needed it, as it was the cold winter season! Everything out-of doors was covered with ice and snow, and the wind blew so that it cut the face.
As the old man trembled with cold, and the little child slept a moment, the mother went and poured some ale into a pot and set it on the stove, that it might be warm for him; the old man sat and rocked the cradle, and the mother sat down on a chair close by him, and looked at her little sick child that drew its breath so deep, and raised its little hand.
“Do you not think that I shall save him?” said she. “Our Lord will not take him from me!”
And the old man–it was Death himself–he nodded so strangely, it could just as well signify yes as no. And the mother looked down in her lap, and the tears ran down over her cheeks; her head became so heavy–she had not closed her eyes for three days and nights; and now she slept, but only for a minute, when she started up and trembled with cold.
“What is that?” said she, and looked on all sides; but the old man was gone, and her little child was gone–he had taken it with him; and the old clock in the corner burred, and burred, the great leaden weight ran down to the floor, bump! and then the clock also stood still.
But the poor mother ran out of the house and cried aloud for her child.
Out there, in the midst of the snow, there sat a woman in long, black clothes; and she said, “Death has been in thy chamber, and I saw him hasten away with thy little child; he goes faster than the wind, and he never brings back what he takes!”
“Oh, only tell me which way he went!” said the mother. “Tell me the way, and I shall find him!”
“I know it!” said the woman in the black clothes. “But before I tell it, thou must first sing for me all the songs thou hast sung for thy child! I am fond of them. I have heard them before; I am Night; I saw thy tears whilst thou sang’st them!”
“I will sing them all, all!” said the mother. “But do not stop me now–I may overtake him–I may find my child!”
But Night stood still and mute. Then the mother wrung her hands, sang and wept, and there were many songs, but yet many more tears; and then Night said, “Go to the right, into the dark pine forest; thither I saw Death take his way with thy little child!”
The roads crossed each other in the depths of the forest, and she no longer knew whither she should go! then there stood a thorn-bush; there was neither leaf nor flower on it, it was also in the cold winter season, and ice-flakes hung on the branches.
“Hast thou not seen Death go past with my little child?” said the mother.
“Yes,” said the thorn-bush; “but I will not tell thee which way he took, unless thou wilt first warm me up at thy heart. I am freezing to death; I shall become a lump of ice!”
And she pressed the thorn-bush to her breast, so firmly, that it might be thoroughly warmed, and the thorns went right into her flesh, and her blood flowed in large drops, but the thornbush shot forth fresh green leaves, and there came flowers on it in the cold winter night, the heart of the afflicted mother was so warm; and the thorn-bush told her the way she should go.
She then came to a large lake, where there was neither ship nor boat. The lake was not frozen sufficiently to bear her; neither was it open, nor low enough that she could wade through it; and across it she must go if she would find her child! Then she lay down to drink up the lake, and that was an impossibility for a human being, but the afflicted mother thought that a miracle might happen nevertheless.
“Oh, what would I not give to come to my child!” said the weeping mother; and she wept still more, and her eyes sunk down in the depths of the waters, and became two precious pearls; but the water bore her up, as if she sat in a swing, and she flew in the rocking waves to the shore on the opposite side, where there stood a mile-broad, strange house, one knew not if it were a mountain with forests and caverns, or if it were built up; but the poor mother could not see it; she had wept her eyes out.
“Where shall I find Death, who took away my little child?” said she.
“He has not come here yet!” said the old grave woman, who was appointed to look after Death’s great greenhouse! “How have you been able to find the way hither? And who has helped you?”
“Our Lord has helped me,” said she. “He is merciful, and you will also be so! Where shall I find my little child?”
“Nay, I know not,” said the woman, “and you cannot see! Many flowers and trees have withered this night; Death will soon come and plant them over again! You certainly know that every person has his or her life’s tree or flower, just as everyone happens to be settled; they look like other plants, but they have pulsations of the heart. Children’s hearts can also beat; go after yours, perhaps you may know your child’s; but what will you give me if I tell you what you shall do more?”
“I have nothing to give,” said the afflicted mother, “but I will go to the world’s end for you!”
“Nay, I have nothing to do there!” said the woman. “But you can give me your long black hair; you know yourself that it is fine, and that I like! You shall have my white hair instead, and that’s always something!”
“Do you demand nothing else?” said she. “That I will gladly give you!” And she gave her her fine black hair, and got the old woman’s snow-white hair instead.
So they went into Death’s great greenhouse, where flowers and trees grew strangely into one another. There stood fine hyacinths under glass bells, and there stood strong-stemmed peonies; there grew water plants, some so fresh, others half sick, the water-snakes lay down on them, and black crabs pinched their stalks. There stood beautiful palm-trees, oaks, and plantains; there stood parsley and flowering thyme: every tree and every flower had its name; each of them was a human life, the human frame still lived–one in China, and another in Greenland–round about in the world. There were large trees in small pots, so that they stood so stunted in growth, and ready to burst the pots; in other places, there was a little dull flower in rich mould, with moss round about it, and it was so petted and nursed. But the distressed mother bent down over all the smallest plants, and heard within them how the human heart beat; and amongst millions she knew her child’s.
“There it is!” cried she, and stretched her hands out over a little blue crocus, that hung quite sickly on one side.
“Don’t touch the flower!” said the old woman. “But place yourself here, and when Death comes–I expect him every moment–do not let him pluck the flower up, but threaten him that you will do the same with the others. Then he will be afraid! He is responsible for them to our Lord, and no one dares to pluck them up before he gives leave.”
All at once an icy cold rushed through the great hall, and the blind mother could feel that it was Death that came. “How hast thou been able to find thy way hither?” he asked. “How couldst thou come quicker than I?” “I am a mother,” said she.
And Death stretched out his long hand towards the fine little flower, but she held her hands fast around his, so tight, and yet afraid that she should touch one of the leaves. Then Death blew on her hands, and she felt that it was colder than the cold wind, and her hands fell down powerless.
“Thou canst not do anything against me!” said Death.
“But our Lord can!” said she.
“I only do His bidding!” said Death. “I am His gardener, I take all His flowers and trees, and plant them out in the great garden of Paradise, in the unknown land; but how they grow there, and how it is there I dare not tell thee.”
“Give me back my child!” said the mother, and she wept and prayed. At once she seized hold of two beautiful flowers close by, with each hand, and cried out to Death, “I will tear all thy flowers off, for I am in despair.”
“Touch them not!” said Death. “Thou say’st that thou art so unhappy, and now thou wilt make another mother equally unhappy.”
“Another mother!” said the poor woman, and directly let go her hold of both the flowers.
“There, thou hast thine eyes,” said Death; “I fished them up from the lake, they shone so bright; I knew not they were thine. Take them again, they are now brighter than before; now look down into the deep well close by; I shall tell thee the names of the two flowers thou wouldst have torn up, and thou wilt see their whole future life–their whole human existence: and see what thou wast about to disturb and destroy.”
And she looked down into the well; and it was a happiness to see how the one became a blessing to the world, to see how much happiness and joy were felt everywhere. And she saw the other’s life, and it was sorrow and distress, horror, and wretchedness.
“Both of them are God’s will!” said Death.
“Which of them is Misfortune’s flower and which is that of Happiness?” asked she.
“That I will not tell thee,” said Death; “but this thou shalt know from me, that the one flower was thy own child! it was thy child’s fate thou saw’st–thy own child’s future life!”
Then the mother screamed with terror, “Which of them was my child? Tell it me! Save the innocent! Save my child from all that misery! Rather take it away! Take it into God’s kingdom! Forget my tears, forget my prayers, and all that I have done!”
“I do not understand thee!” said Death. “Wilt thou have thy child again, or shall I go with it there, where thou dost not know!”
Then the mother wrung her hands, fell on her knees, and prayed to our Lord: “Oh, hear me not when I pray against Thy will, which is the best! hear me not! hear me not!”
And she bowed her head down in her lap, and Death took her child and went with it into the unknown land.
Monday 9 December 2013
Do not convince the people of your worth.
Either they like you or they don't. Never try to convince somebody of your worth. If a person doesn't appreciate you, they don't deseve it.
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Sunday 8 December 2013
Stay positive..
Negative people need drama like it was oxygen..
Stay positive .. And take their breath away..
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Stay positive .. And take their breath away..
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Make it better than yesterday ..!!
Your day is only as Good as You make it.
Make it great.
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Make it great.
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Relations
5 rules for a happy relationship.
1. Stay faithful.
2. Make them feel loved and wanted.
3. Respect your partner.
4. Don't flirt with others.
5. Have time for each other.
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1. Stay faithful.
2. Make them feel loved and wanted.
3. Respect your partner.
4. Don't flirt with others.
5. Have time for each other.
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Be a kind person.. !!
An intelligernt person will open your mind, A beautilful person will open your eyes, And a loving kind person will open your heart.
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Saturday 7 December 2013
Best Friends
Best friends are the people who make your problems their problems
just so you don't have to go through them alone.
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just so you don't have to go through them alone.
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Friday 6 December 2013
Life goes by in the blink of an eye..!!
Life goes by in a blink of an eye. Be sure to appreciate the many moments with family and friends that make your life complete.
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We are truly rich when we have the things that money can not buy.. !!
One day a father of a very wealthy family took his
son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor
people can be. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would
be considered a very poor family. On their return from their trip, the father
asked his son, “How was the trip?” “It was great, Dad.” “Did you see how poor
people can be?” the father asked. “Oh Yeah” said the son. “So what did you
learn from the trip?” asked the father. The son answered, “I saw that we have one
dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden
and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they
have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have
fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve
others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our
property to protect us, they have friends to protect them.” With this the boy’s
father was speechless. Then his son added, “Thanks dad for showing me how poor
we are.” Too many times we forget what we have and concentrate on what we don’t
have. What is one person’s worthless object is another’s prize possession. It
is all based on one’s perspective. Makes you wonder what would happen if we all
gave thanks for all the bounty we have, instead of worrying about wanting more.
son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor
people can be. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would
be considered a very poor family. On their return from their trip, the father
asked his son, “How was the trip?” “It was great, Dad.” “Did you see how poor
people can be?” the father asked. “Oh Yeah” said the son. “So what did you
learn from the trip?” asked the father. The son answered, “I saw that we have one
dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden
and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they
have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have
fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve
others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our
property to protect us, they have friends to protect them.” With this the boy’s
father was speechless. Then his son added, “Thanks dad for showing me how poor
we are.” Too many times we forget what we have and concentrate on what we don’t
have. What is one person’s worthless object is another’s prize possession. It
is all based on one’s perspective. Makes you wonder what would happen if we all
gave thanks for all the bounty we have, instead of worrying about wanting more.
Waiting is a sign of love.. !!
Waiting is a sign of true love and patience.
Anyone can say " I love you "
But not everyone can wait and prove it's true .. :)
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But not everyone can wait and prove it's true .. :)
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Wednesday 4 December 2013
Be as you are, real friends will accept you as you are ..
I have reached a point in my life where I feel it is no longer necessary to try and impress anyone. If they like me the way I am, Good..
If they don't , its their loss..
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If they don't , its their loss..
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Don't force anyone :)
Don't force someone to remember you all the time.
Just stay silent and let them realize how will they be without you in their life.
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Just stay silent and let them realize how will they be without you in their life.
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